A keepsake diary
Memoyour butler of small good things
"Tell me once, and I shall remember."
A private diary, kept by a butler who remembers only what you teach him — the people, the places, the days worth keeping. He holds them here, with you, and never lets them leave your iPhone.
Enter — the first month is my gift iPhoneWithin
A house of a few quiet rooms
Record
The Study
Sit with me a while, and tell me how the day has gone.
Keep
The Library
Each recollection bound into its volume, and shelved for you.
Return
The Saloon
A door I hold open, for whenever you come back to look.
In confidence
Your memories never leave this device.
No account, no sign-in, no servers of ours — and nothing collected. What you entrust to me stays on your iPhone, in your keeping alone. That is not a setting you switch on. It is simply how I am made.
How I keep
I remember what you teach me
— i —
Teach me once
A name, a face, a thing that matters. Once is quite enough.
— ii —
I know it again
When it returns, so does everything you told me of it.
— iii —
Always yours to revisit
Nothing invented, nothing presumed — only what you gave me.
Arrangements
Stay as long as it suits you
Your first month is my gift — no card, no commitment, the whole house open.
Should you ever step away, I keep every memory exactly as you left it — always free to read and revisit. A membership is asked only when you wish to set down something new.